6. VANYA: VANDALIZED

I jerked away with a gasp and stared down at his hand between my legs. There was no mistaking what he’d just done.
“You ripped my pants!”
Ezra smirked. “You can change into another pair at your apartment.”
Whatever I had been about to say was forgotten when his fingers brushed along my slid.
He groaned. “So wet,” Ezra breathed.
“You better no cut me with your claws,” I told him when I felt the sharp tip brushing against my skin.
His smirked slipped away as seriousness entered his eyes that surprised me. “I will never hurt you, Vanya.”
My eyes darted over his face. The words hung between us, but we were both aware of the fact that he was revering to Obsidian. Reaching up, I cupped his cheeks and gave him a small smile as I fought the tears that were threatening to fall.
“I know,” I whispered.
Ezra leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of my lips. “I ruined things, didn’t I ?”
I shook my head. Sliding one hand down the side of his neck to his shoulder, I reached down with my other hand to grip his hard cock. Ezra removed his hand from between my legs and gripped my thigh instead.
I kept my eyes glued to his face as I leaned back and tilted my hips forward to rub the head of his cock along my pussy.
His lips parted as he sucked in a breath. Ezra’s eyes fluttered but he didn’t close them because he was too focused on watching what I was doing.
My breathing increased along with his as I continued to tease both of us.
“Vanya. . .” Ezra groaned, making my pussy clench.
I guided him into position and bit my lip as I slowly lowered myself onto his cock. My eyes fluttered closed in bliss. Dropping my forehead onto his shoulder, I breathed him in.
His hold on my thighs tightened but not enough to actually hurt. I loved how careful he was and how he always made sure that I was okay. Ezra was gentle and for once, I wanted him to lose some of that gentleness.
I sat up to kiss him as I started moving my hips—slowly back and forth and then in a circle. Round and round until he was all the way inside me.
It was Ezra that broke the kiss.
My eyes fluttered open and locked on his mouth. With his lips slightly parted I could see the tips of his sharp teeth. Instead of commenting on it, I pressed open-mouth kisses down his jaw and to his neck. His cock jerked inside me when I kissed a specific spot behind his ear.
Smiling, I kept my focus on that spot as I started moving faster. I tasted his skin with the tip of my tongue as I nipped it with my teeth.
Having sex in a truck wasn’t exactly comfortable because of the limited space but the pleasure filling me was worth it.
Ezra gripped my breasts and squeezed, making a low moan fall from my lips. Thumbs brushed my nipples over the material of the shirt. I arched my back, pushing my chest into his hands, but they slipped away. Ezra gripped my hips and slid down the seat a few inches.
“Yes,” I hissed. “Faster.”
A grunt fell from his lips. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t.” I sucked on his earlobe. “Fuck me harder, baby.”
He made a strange sound at the back of his throat as his hold on my hips tightened. Ezra held me in place as he started pounding into me. All thoughts flew from my head as the pleasure increased.
Without realizing it, I attached my lips to his skin and started sucking. The pressure began to build, but it was Ezra who exploded first. The feel of his cum flooding me made me follow him seconds later.
As the high faded, reality intruded. I slowly sat up and winced as my eyes locked onto the angry red mark decorating the side of his neck. I reached up to run my thumb over the teeth marks. He didn’t even flinch even though I was sure that it hurt like hell.
“Are you okay?” he asked. “You bit me. Did I hurt you?”
Ezra used a shaky hand to push the sweaty strands of hair from my face as his eyes searched mine.
“I’m okay,” I reassured him. “Are you okay?” I touched the bite again.
To my surprise, he actually grinned at me. “I’m great, but let’s do this again when there’s more space to move.”
“Okay.” I leaned forward and kissed him again.
“We should get going,” he muttered, pulling away. “We need to get your stuff and head back home.”
I nodded. “How long will it take for your knot to go down?”
Ezra lifted me, making me moan when his cock slipped from my pussy. “I didn’t knot you,” he told me.
“Why?” I frowned.
He glanced around and then gave me a pointed look which was answer enough. Colour flooded my cheeks. Right, we were parked on the side of the road next to the highway only a few miles from town. Anyone could drive by; they could’ve driven by while we were lost in the moment.
“Sorry.” I climbed off his lap and moved back behind the wheel.
The inside of my thighs were sticky, probably from our mixed orgasms. At least he didn’t tear my pants all the way otherwise I would’ve had a big problem.
My eyes darted over to Ezra. He was making no move to fix his pants which confused me until I looked down. He was still hard and his length was glistering, but what caught and held my attention was the lump near the base of his cock that was swollen and an ugly red colour.
“How the heck does that fit inside me?” I blurted.
Ezra laughed. “When it’s inside you it doesn’t swell as big. Remember I explained it to you?”
“You did.” I gestured down to it. “I just didn’t expect it to be so. . .big.”
“I didn’t expect your pussy to be so tight.”
Our eyes locked as we shared a smile. Guess we were both still learning the differences of each other’s bodies.

***

My parking spot was surprisingly empty which saved us time since I didn’t have to drive around to search for a spot.
Ezra’s hand slipped into mine as we entered the building. A part of me kind of wished that he was walking behind me instead of next to me because I was extremely conscious of my town pants and the possible wet stains that might be on it.
To make things worse, we were joined in the elevator by a group of five people that consisted out of three girls and two boys a few years younger than me.
I could tell from the look on Ezra’s face that he was uncomfortable so I stood in front of him to make sure that they kept their distance. My floor was first but the elevator moved slowly. It was only when we were a few floors up that I remembered Ezra’s dislike for elevators.
“Excuse me,” I muttered when we finally stopped and the doors slid open.
They completely ignored me. Curling my hands into fists, I sucked in a breath and stepped forward, prepared to yell at them if I had too.
“Move,” Ezra growled, making their eyes snap over to us.
When they didn’t immediately move, he growled again, making all of them scramble over to the other side of the elevator. It would’ve been more amusing if I wasn’t so aware of Ezra’s increased breathing.
Grabbing his hand, I quickly pulled him out of the elevator and toward my apartment. When we reached it, I spun around to face him.
“I’m sorry,” I apologized. “I should’ve asked if you wanted to take the elevator or the stairs.”
He was pale with a thin layer of sweat coating his skin. I reached up to cup his cheeks as I searched his eyes.
“Ezra?”
He swallowed. “Let’s get your stuff and leave,” he whispered. “I have a bad feeling.”
I nodded, and pulled the keys from my pocket. Turning, I pushed the key into the lock and froze.
“What?” Ezra questioned as he stepped closer to glance over my shoulder.
I licked my lips and hesitated a moment before I looked up at him. “It’s not l-locked,” I whispered.
His eyes shot up to mine for a few seconds and then dropped to the key in the lock. I jerked when his fingers wrapped around mine. He pulled my hand away from the door and leaned down until his lips brushed my ear.
“Stay by my side,” he whispered. “If I have to fight, find a place away from the fighting and stay there until I come get you.”
“Ezra—”
“Do as I tell you, Vanya,” he growled.
I nodded and held my breath as he moved in front of me. He hesitated before he reached out and pushed the door open. Nobody jumped at him, however his sharp intake of air alerted me. I stepped to the side but Ezra spun around and gripped my shoulders, preventing me from peeking into my apartment.
“Don’t look.”